A image
there was a person
who cried many tears
he fights his hole life
against many fears
he would not give up
and won his life back
he was finally happy
but lies in his face turned his life again in black
now he is sad
as he has never been before
his heart is so very heavily broken
that it is not to be bonded anymore
now as he stands under the shower
and looks in the mirror, he wants to flee
because what he sees in the mirror
is an image of the man who was hidden in me
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| Fulvipes: | Dinsdag, april 24, 2012 15:03 |
| mmm Soms voelt men zich rot, maar een dag later voelt men weer vechtende. Ik zeg altijd, 1 dag rot voelen mag, 2de dag aan werken, 3de dag weer goed voelen. Graag komen lezen |
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| Auteur: anonymous-1 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 april 2012 | ||
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